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PREVIOUSLY

After tonight, I trust you completely.

I know you'll never let me down.

I'm the worst person in the world.

It must've been awful.

Marcela's taking over my life and Betty my company.

I'm sorry, honey. I didn't know you were busy.

Hello! I hope this isn't a bad time.

Are you going to be the face of our new campaign?

Yes.

"I throw myself here at your feet, sinful..."

"I dare not look at your pure eyes

or dare touch your miraculous hand..."

She knew the poem?

I want to kill her so bad I'm about to explode.

You're shameless, boyfriend-stealing tramp.

Sending poems to Armando? How ridiculous!

I have nothing to do with whatever's going on here.

What have you done, Marcela? You just ruined my future as a designer.

She lives in Europe with her husband.

We just missed out on a golden opportunity because of you.

The entire deal depends on her. Without her, there's no deal.

What if I personally speak to Thompson?

No, Marcela! No!

We're not here to excuse Ms. Valencia's behavior.

You're the key to keep our company staffed,

so I ask that you please try to forget what happened today.

I explained things to Ms. Fiorella

and she agreed to come back.

Congratulations!

Look, Armando, I admit I was wrong, but it's been resolved, hasn't it?

All thanks to Betty.

-I can't stand you! -I can't stand you either!

You're my only friend, Ricardo! Give me a hug!

You're going to marry Marcela Valencia to keep V&M intact?

What about me? Where do I fit in?

I'd never hurt you. I swear.

I'm a great kisser.

And in bed...

-I should go. -No, no!

Tell me, tell me the truth.

Tell me what I'm missing as a woman.

This is what you wanted, right?

Yes!

I've wanted you and dreamed about this for a long time.

I'm your best friend's fiancé.

Don't do this to me, Marcela.

You're a very, very bad boy, you traitor.

Kiss me, you traitor.

Kiss me if you don't want me to hit you.

I love it. You drive me crazy.

You have no idea.

Just wait till you get to know me better.

This is just the beginning, Armando.

Good morning, Amoroso.

Hi, Cuquito.

Hey, guess what.

He loves me, I know he does.

May I have this dance, Mr. Bear?

Oh, Amoroso.

May I ask why you're in such a good mood?

Because it's a beautiful day.

Good morning, Daddy.

Good morning, sweetie.

You know, I've been wanting to talk to you

about the offer Nicolas made me yesterday.

What offer is that?

About him starting his own investment firm.

What do you think, Betty?

I think it's a very good idea.

That's always been Nicolas's dream,

to be his own boss and have his own company.

If you want to join him, that'd be fine.

You can... join him.

Would you quit your job for that?

Nicolas wants you to be a part of it.

No, no. I mean, I don't know.

Things are going well for me right now.

It's not the right time for me to leave V&M.

That's what I told Nicolas.

That things were going well for you there and for him at BAR.

Why would you want to leave?

And why would he want to leave so soon?

Betty, is there something I don't know that I should?

My head.

No.

No, no, no.

No.

Ricardo?

Ricardo?

He's not here.

It was a dream. Of course.

Just a dream.

Nothing happened.

Another gesture for the ugly lovebird

This'll get you hook, line, and sinker, little troll.

What are you doing here so early?

Did a SWAT team throw you out

when they saw you walk in with Betty?

Ha ha, don't be stupid. Here are your keys.

Thanks very much for everything.

I tried to straighten up as best I could.

No worries. The cleaning lady has explicit orders

to disinfect the entire place.

After that, a medicine man's coming over

to drive away the bad energy and ugly vibes,

just in case they're contagious.

Hold on. Look that way.

-What? -Over there.

What?

What's that? Who were you with last night?

No.

No!

No, no.

Last night was a turning point in my life.

Thanks for an unforgettable night!

Sorry, Ricardo, but this never,

never happened.

You know what we have to do when she gets here.

That bottle blonde will not mess with Betty's boyfriend.

Right on.

-Damn straight. -Yeah.

-Look. -Here she comes.

What's up with her?

Hi, Betty.

How are you? Isn't it a lovely day?

-Yes. -Yes, it's very nice and sunny.

Why are you in such a good mood?

Because life gives us reasons to be happy,

even if we don't want to see them.

In my case, it's because of my myopia.

Hey, Betty, how's it going with your boyfriend?

Is everything alright?

With... fine.

Just fine.

You sure? And...

Have you seen each other since your birthday?

Yes.

Hey, Betty, you know you can count on all of us, right?

And keep a close eye on your boyfriend

because there are lots of flirts 'round these parts.

Yeah, you've got to keep men entertained.

You wouldn't want some tramp to steal him from you.

Thank you for your advice.

Nicolas and I are doing just fine.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I will commence my work day.

Very well!

-She's really happy. -She must be having a blast.

But not us after this one walked in.

Tell me, who were you with?

Someone new. You don't know her.

And don't introduce me to her because what she did to you

is domestic violence.

Who's the lunatic?

No, no, she's not a lunatic.

In fact, she's one of the best in my stable.

Oh, okay, did they finally lock you down?

Don't exaggerate.

She's one of my reserves,

in case things don't work out with the rest.

And since you evicted me last night, I had to sacrifice.

And what a sacrifice. Looks like it was rough.

No. It was normal.

-How about you? -What?

Did you use up all your blue pills?

No, no. I didn't need them.

-No? -No.

Oh, right.

You were probably inspired by Fiorella,

helping you go all night.

No, I didn't need to think of her.

So nothing happened with Beatriz?

Thank the Lord.

My temple remains unsullied by the uglies.

I was so worried.

No, I was with her, but I didn't need anything

or anybody to make love to her.

How cool.

The witch doctor, the stripper,

the tomboy, the little meatball, and the cuckold!

What do you want? You're invading my space,

mind going somewhere else?

What? Give me some space.

I don't need your catalogues

and I'm not interested in buying anything from you.

Are you sure?

We know you're stealing something from Betty!

-Me? -Yes, you!

From Betty? You're wrong. Of course not.

What would I want from that woman? Please!

Her boyfriend, Pattythetic.

Betty's wealthy boyfriend, just to give you an example.

What have you been smoking?

Are you high?

Why would I want Beatriz's boyfriend?

Yuck! Gross!

We busted you, horse teeth.

You don't know who you're messing with.

Listen, you walking stick figure.

Our squad has a golden rule.

Our husbands and boyfriends are...

off limits!

"Betty, my feelings for you are like pi,

infinite and irrational.

Thank you for an unforgettable night of love."

Alright, how could you possibly believe

I would go after Ugly Betty's boyfriend?

It'd be the other way around.

He'd pursue me, and let's be honest.

On the evolutionary scale between Ugly Betty and me,

I'm a million years more advanced

than that little monkey.

It's the truth.

Sorry, but I'm pretty, and it's not my fault.

She's a monkey and I'm pretty and all of you are... exotic.

I've just about had it with you, Pattythetic.

You messed with the wrong guy.

What's going on here?

What's going on is that this pack of animals

are in need of muzzles.

They're dangerous.

What's your problem, Mike Tyson?

I'm leaving, okay?

Lay a finger on me and I'll tell Mr. Smith.

Move.

Marce!

Girls, what's wrong with all of you? Why are you harassing Patricia?

Betty, Patricia did something terrible.

Betty, the thing is, Nicolas, the love of your life,

is talking to that bag of bones behind your back.

That slut has a date with him today.

What?

Alright, Betty, alright.

Olive Oyl's trying to steal your boyfriend.

She wants him.

Yes!

I found out yesterday when I heard her discussing her plans.

That can't be. Nicolas loves me.

Yes, but Patricia loves his money.

Oh, sweetie, you have to do something.

Betty, don't put up with that.

Call Nicolas or whatever, but don't allow it.

Don't worry, girls.

My relationship with Nicolas is rock solid.

Besides, we're in love, and nothing bad is going to happen.

Especially because Patricia is superficial,

and he doesn't like that.

And she's not his type, I am.

Nicolas Ramos, what are you doing

talking to Patricia Fernandez?

What?

I'm what?

Don't play dumb. I know everything.

The girls here told me.

You're talking to that woman behind my back!

You're a traitor, Nicolas, and I never expected this from you!

Answer me!

Say something!

Don't go mute on me now. I know you're there.

Yes, I talked to Patricia.

You weren't answering your cell that day so I called the office.

What's so bad about that?

We had an agreement! You are my boyfriend.

Yes, but I'm your boyfriend because it's something

you came up with. That wasn't my idea.

But you agreed to it!

And we were also very clear on something else, Nicolas.

You will not cheat on me with that woman. Okay?

Because you are my boyfriend. I'm warning you.

Betty, I'm not your real boyfriend.

Not. Your. Real. Boyfriend.

Don't get lost in your world of hopes and dreams

and teddy bears.

Shut up, Nicolas! I know what I'm talking about.

And listen to me. You will never call her again!

For being a fake relationship,

they sure fight like it's real, don't you think?

No, they're just friends.

You saw him.

Nicolas can't compare to someone like me.

Many would say the same about comparing Beatriz to Marcela.

Nobody would imagine you're sleeping with her.

Looks are deceiving.

Don't start.

I'm just being honest.

Maybe Beatriz and Nicolas are secretly dating.

What if they're in a real relationship?

Of course, Betty. You can go off with Mr. Armando

and live your life, but you know what?

From now on Nicolas has a heart

and feelings,

and as of this moment, I'm going to make my dreams come true too.

You want us to remain boyfriend and girlfriend,

then we will be,

but it'll be like in a real relationship,

an open relationship!

You stay with Armando,

and I stay with Patricia.

Goodbye.

Breathe, Nicolas.

Patri, see you at 11:00 a.m. at Le Blanc.

Send.

Beatriz is a real master of deception.

She keeps up appearances better than you.

I'm tired of Nicolas.

He's the one that puts weird things in Betty's head.

Everything would be so much easier if he weren't around.

Why are you looking at me like that?

What are you suggesting? That we take Nicolas out?

A crime of passion?

What?

You sound like you're jealous for real.

But you're not, right? That's not possible.

Me? Jealous? Come on.

-You sure? -Yes.

-Totally sure? -Yes.

Are you seeing the good things about Beatriz?

Be careful.

Beatriz will only be here till the next board meeting

to deliver the report with the fudged numbers.

She has to leave after that. You promised Marcela.

Okay?

Betty doesn't have much time here.

Start getting used to it.

-Not jealous, right? -At all.

Okay.

Of course, Ms. Marcela.

I'll get it for you right away.

Mariana, has Marcela arrived?

Just now.

I'm going to make her a double espresso right now.

And bring her some aspirin.

She's gonna need them.

Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you.

Did you enjoy the breakfast I made you?

What are you doing here?

I was waiting for you.

How's your hangover treating you?

Bad. I'm dying.

Now leave.

Hey, what's the matter?

I'm hungover, I don't feel well,

and I don't want to speak to an opportunist like you.

-Me? An opportunist? -Yes, you took advantage of me.

I thought you were my friend,

that you'd protect me and respect me, but no.

You took advantage of me.

Marcela, I don't believe it.

You're gonna play the innocent girl who didn't know what she was doing card?

No, I didn't.

I thought you were my friend

and that you'd protect and respect me,

but you're nobody's friend.

You're a traitor, and I know your true intentions.

-My intentions? -Yes.

You want to see my back, chest, and neck

marked with your intentions?

I've got scratches from your intentions all over me!

Okay, I don't need to see them. Stop, stop.

Pretend like last night never happened.

Erase it from your memory.

So now go.

Yes.

Bye.

Excuse me, Ms. Marcela.

Here's your coffee and your pills.

Thank you.

-Thanks. -You're welcome.

Sorry.

You done?

Are you done fighting with Nicolas?

What?

I could hear you yelling from my office.

So you and Nicolas are dating, huh?

You told him not to go out with some other woman.

Why is that? Can you explain why you were so demanding?

Yes, because Nicolas...

You told me that was just an act

so that the Squad would think you were in a relationship

so they wouldn't catch on about us.

But it turns out that I'm the one in the dark!

No, it is an act. Nicolas is my best friend! He's like a brother!

I'm just protecting him so he doesn't get hurt.

-Plus, it's not in his best interests. -Of course!

You're such a great friend. The best a guy can have!

Are you sure that in that act there isn't something real?

-What? -With Nico?

Oh, Nico? You call him Nico.

I'm not stupid, Betty.

"Nico!"

Marce! They almost killed me.

-Who? -What do you mean?

The girls from the Squad. In the restroom.

They cornered me and threatened to ruin my make-up.

Listen, Patricia, I'm not in the mood today for your... adventures.

If you have a problem with your coworkers,

go to Smith's office and have him handle it.

I'm amazed by your lack of empathy.

Don't complain when I write you out of my will.

What would you leave me? You have nothing.

Wow, thanks for that.

We're a little more bitter today than usual.

Did something happen last night that I don't know?

Last night? What?

Did you hear something?

Something about what?

About what? Nothing.

-Did you do something? -No!

-Yes! -No!

-You're blinking! -No!

I said it because maybe you know something about Armando.

I didn't sleep a wink all night. It was awful.

No, I don't know anything about Armando.

In this prison called V&M,

only Betty and her superpowers are ever talked about.

Don't remind me.

Look. She might've saved the business,

but my relationship with Armando is hanging by a thread, Patricia.

I was thinking of going on a getaway with him.

Maybe we could patch things up.

Maybe.

Unless he tells you, "Go away, Marce!"

Of course not. I'm sure he'll say yes.

I have my methods, and I'm going to convince him.

-Sofi. -Yeah?

I'm so scared.

Of what?

There's an outbreak in this city and I don't want it to hit me.

Outbreak of what? The flu?

No. Infidelity.

It's happening to everyone.

Mr. Armando with that woman,

Efrain with that tramp,

and now that crash test dummy with Betty's boyfriend.

But what are you afraid of?

Your hubby adores you.

You're his queen, his inspiration.

You have nothing to worry about.

I know he loves me, but I also know the flesh is weak.

My hubby's got a new assistant.

No, no. Don't start this.

He's always been surrounded by women

because he works in insurance.

What's so different about this one that's got you concerned?

They're young and thin.

Look. This is her. See her?

She must've had some ribs removed

to have a waist that thin.

They're both going away for a week,

and she asked him to get a hotel with a pool.

Yes, Chofis.

Chofis,

it's time for me to reinvent myself.

I'm going to become a new Bertha.

Time for the best version of me.

I'm a diamond in the rough, but not that rough.

Get ready.

You know what?

Yeah! Let her out.

-Hi, honey. -Hi.

How's your day going?

Fine.

Just organizing everything for today's meeting.

That's great.

Will your friend Fiorella be coming today too?

Yes. Yes of course.

And please don't be there. I don't want more problems.

Don't worry, I don't feel like seeing her either.

What I would like, though, is to spend more time with you.

I can't. I'm very busy today.

Not today. This weekend.

You and I, just like old times.

Look, Marcela, this has been a very long, stressful week.

All I want is to do is rest.

Well, what's more relaxing than going to your parents' house

in the Hamptons?

What do you say? Shall we?

Patri!

You're just so darn pretty.

You really are beautiful.

If we didn't need to be supported

and have things paid for us,

I swear I'd be with you. Just the two of us forever.

You and I could...

No, wait. Put the menus away.

The most beautiful woman in all Manhattan will be here soon.

You leave, and when you see a blonde goddess show up,

that's when you come closer

and I'll act like I'm just getting here too.

Get going.

You and I can start a family together...

-What are you doing here? -Nicolas, darling.

Who were you waiting for?

Everything okay?

Everything's fine.

You were about to see Patricia Fernandez here.

Betty, don't you think you're meddling a bit too much in my life?

Because that woman doesn't care about you.

She's not interested, Nicolas.

She's only with you to upset me.

She's with you because she thinks you have money

you don't actually have.

Well, technically, I do have it.

Patricia's going out with the Nicolas of the future,

and guess what.

Future Nicolas is a millionaire.

A millionaire? He's a billionaire!

Yes, but not right now.

You can't go out with her. Haven't you thought about me?

And have you thought about me, Betty?

Have you even thought about your family or about me?

Betty, all you think about is your own happiness.

The most important thing to you,

what's always on your mind, is Armando.

What about everybody else?

You want us to always be there

at your beck and call for you and your things.

Not always. I came here for you.

Yeah. For me.

Now you're trying to manipulate me.

Betty, look, I'm trying to help you

so Armando won't keep making a fool of you,

and you're practically, and technically, doing the same to me.

All you want is your happiness, Betty.

You've become like him. You only think about yourself.

But you know what?

-I'm done. -What are you referring to?

Effective immediately, I quit BAR Fashion.

I no longer work for you. You're not my boss anymore.

Bye.

Alright. Stop. Gross!

-That's it? -Yes.

How does it look? It looks worse, right?

Yes, it looks very bad.

But I know!

Slur your words like you're drunk.

That way, everyone will think you're an alcoholic

and will think it's normal.

Where do you get all these dumb ideas?

Focus on what I'm telling you.

Beatriz will pay.

-Yes. -You'll see.

I don't get it. She's sick.

She gets jealous, as if her boyfriend were the last man on earth.

I don't get it either.

Don't touch me!

Have you tried everything to get him to notice you?

Are you deaf?

I told you Ugly Betty got there first, and all because of you

because I told you these walls have ears!

I understand now!

Cell phones! Where's your cell phone?

We have to turn them off. That's how they spy on us.

Of course. Think about it.

Lord help me.

Look, Beatriz will pay for this.

I mean it. Listen to what I'm telling you.

She's going to lose Nicolas, because Nicolas will be mine.

Though I must admit it was a little weird.

I didn't get a good look at him,

but he looked...

How do I put it... little.

He wasn't like I pictured.

No?

Who cares?

As long as he pays for everything

and the credit card works,

he can look like Harry Potter.

You're right.

What I have to focus on is getting back in the game.

That's right.

You can always count on me, Patty.

Porosity!

Get over it.

Cousin? Oh, cousin, please

I need your help with Tommy, coz.

I had to pick him up early from school

and I can't have him at work.

Okay. No problem. Bye.

Aura Maria, we talked about this.

The boy can't be here. This is a place of work.

I know, Mr. Smith, I'm sorry.

My cousin's in the hospital, so I have nobody to watch him.

I'm sorry. He won't make a sound.

It's just for today.

Sorry, Mr. Smith, but what would you say

to me being responsible for the young man's care?

That way Aura Maria can continue working.

It would be my pleasure.

Okay, fine.

Pick that up and make sure there aren't toys strewn about.

Neither his nor mine, Mr. Smith.

Giovas, you saved my life.

-Thank you. -I'm not doing it for you.

There's no attraction whatsoever going from me to you.

I'm doing it for him. He is my friend.

What's up, Tommy?

Want to go somewhere else to play?

Let's go. Let's take this fleet here.

Come with me.

Thank you, Giovas.

Have fun, sweetie. Love you.

My baby.

Mari...

Listen carefully.

Men like Giovanni don't grow on trees.

I'm just saying.

Armando, can we talk?

Do you need me to sign something?

No.

I wanted to tell you what really happened

when I was on the phone with Nicolas and all that.

That's not necessary.

You don't owe me any explanations, really.

I know I don't have to, but I want to.

I was just warning Nicolas to not go out

with a woman that might hurt him.

She wouldn't be good for him.

Wouldn't be good for him or for you?

Well, the truth is, it's not good for either of us.

Nicolas is like me when it comes to love.

He's very naive, and he could make a mistake.

I don't want him to get hurt and have his heart broken.

And that's why you had to emphasize

that you two were boyfriend and girlfriend.

Yes, because the girls think he's my boyfriend.

I don't want them to suspect otherwise.

Nicolas can't be with another woman if he's "my boyfriend."

It'd be WWIII if they found out.

Alright, let's say I believe that you two

are just good friends. That this is a great friendship.

Does that mean that he knows

there's something between you and me?

Well...

Sorry. Sorry, Mr. Armando and Betty.

Mr. Thompson is out there with that super famous model.

Fiorella...?

Ferrer? Ferrati?

I don't remember.

It's great to see you again, Ms. Fiorella.

You're so sweet. I'm happy to see you too.

This project's going to be a hit.

-Selfie! -Of course.

No, no.

Don't be tacky.

Selfie, here we go.

You done?

Okay. Alright, no more selfies! No more.

-But you can't see me! -Too bad.

Patricia.

To my office.

Right away, I'm just taking a selfie, Marce.

-Of course. -It's important.

Nice to see you, Marcela.

-Hello. -Hello.

Hi, Fiorella.

Okay, we'll take it before you leave.

Sure.

Right this way. Come on.

How are you, Betty?

This way, please.

What's wrong, Mrs. Juli?

I've been sleeping in the wrong position and my back hurts.

Really?

What's going on with you? Why'd you quit?

You and Betty get along so well, Nico.

Yes, but we've been having disputes

and I'd rather leave before it ruins the friendship.

So you had a fight.

No, Ms. Juli, it's just that...

Betty made some decisions that I don't agree with.

But don't you worry. Everything's going to be fine.

Betty's more than capable of running both companies

and keeping both afloat.

Be honest, Nico.

Is this because of Mr. Armando?

Betty's behaving very differently.

And to be honest, I'm worried.

Please don't abandon her.

No matter how smart and capable she is, Betty needs you.

I don't understand. Why aren't you at that meeting?

They're all there. You have more right than anyone!

Even the gargoyle's there.

You know what's worse?

That Fiorella demanded that Beatriz be present.

I get that she's upset with me,

but what's that thing doing there?

What do you mean?

She's using her so she'll look prettier.

That's why she wants that troll there.

And since the uggo loves being where she isn't wanted...

Is it me, or do you hate her today more than ever?

-Did she do something to you? -No.

Isn't this enough?

She's there, between Mr. Thompson, the millionaire, and your fiancé.

Now she's best friends with the supermodel.

This isn't right. Listen up.

Ugly Betty's going to end up married to Armando.

No!

And Fiorella will carry the train to her dress.

And that Thompson will be the best man, you'll see.

No.

Well. These are the fabrics we plan on using.

With V&M's exclusive designs, of course,

so they can stand out in your stores.

Many have tried to replicate the divine Hugo Lombardi,

but it's impossible.

There's only one of him.

What are the short- and long-term projections?

People will be fascinated in the beginning,

and in the end, they'll be bowing at my feet.

Financial projections, I meant.

-Betty? -Production will be in Central America

and they'll be hand-stitched in Mexico.

The high volume of sales at your stores

will allow us to recoup the cost of tariffs.

Very good. Let's green light the publicity campaign.

You had a question.

Yes. Where will the photo shoot be?

We always use a studio on 5th Avenue.

We can start today.

I honestly don't like studio pictures.

I prefer authentic locations.

I think the project is worthy of it.

Of course.

We'd need a week to find a place,

but of course it can be done.

Why waste time?

We can have the shoot at my mansion in Miami.

That's perfect, and the beach is so pretty.

I love that idea.

Well, if everyone's on board, let's do it.

Yes. When is good for you?

This weekend.

Betty, do you like the beach?

-You're coming with us. -What?